Out of nowhere, there was a sharp thump on the entryway, and Joanna gazed upward as Anna burst into the room, her face reshaped with rage.
"What in blazes did you assume you were doing, hitting Miguel like that?" she spat, her voice shuddered with outrage.
Joanna shrank back, her eyes wide with dread.
Anna's face developed significantly more obscure as she saw Joanna's response. "Gracious, presently you're terrified?" she jeered. "Indeed, you ought to be. You've meddled with some unacceptable individuals, Joanna. Also, presently you will pay for it."
Joanna shook her head, her voice shaking as she attempted to guard herself. "Anna, please," she argued. "I didn't intend to hurt Miguel. It was a mishap."
"A mishap?" Anna giggled, her eyes limited in scorn. "The main mishap here is that
